All that my eyes desired I did not refuse them. I did not withhold my heart from any pleasure, for my heart was pleased because of all of my labor and this was my reward for all my labor. Thus I considered all my activies which my hands had done and the labor which I had exerted, and behold all was vanity and striving after wind and there was no profit under the sun.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Yesterday, I was taking care of an 87 year old woman. She was in the "alert and confused" stage. Meaning, she totally knew where she was, who she was, but... she didn't trust the clock on the wall. Or the bed to hold her up.